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There is an aching hole that goes right through the center of my heart right now. I try to drive away the grief and the misery by keeping myself as occupied as possible. She still steals into my thoughts and leaves me distracted and misty-eyed. I now have years of my life in which so many memories will always be bittersweet. I can't even look at a stretch of highway in a photo without getting weak in the knees. 

Ten years of love and loyalty dies in your arms and there's no way it's not going to effect you. As a decent human being, the loss should really shake you to the core.

I guess I have that, though, proof that I do have a soul. Heavy cost, but I guess that's why it's all worth it?